Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want Chapter 433 - Unacceptable, Worried

Chapter 433 - Unacceptable, Worried

Gu Yan saw that it was Qin Shu who was calling. He glanced at the person lying on the bed. Fu Tingyu had just come out of the bathtub. After detoxification, his face was a little pale and his body was very weak.

He walked out of the bedroom before picking up Qin Shu's phone.

"Yes, he is very weak now. He is lying on the bed. He plans to tell you when the poison has been purge completely."

"I know. He didn't even allow me to follow him today." Qin Shu was a little helpless. She thought of the most important question, "Has the poison been completely purged? How's the effect of the medicinal herbs?"

Gu Yan replied, "The effect is still okay. I'm going to check his pulse to see if the poison has been removed."

Qin Shu was still worried. "When you're sure, send me a message and let me know."

Gu Yan said, "Okay."

Qin Shu hung up the phone, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up as she waited for the results.

Gu Yan put his phone in his pocket, turned around, and walked back into the bedroom. He looked at the person on the bed. He walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Looking at Fu Tingyu's pale face, he said, "I'll check your pulse to see if the poison has been removed entirely."

Fu Tingyu was just a little weak at the moment because it took a lot of effort to remove the poison.

Hearing Gu Yan's words, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand. His skin, which had been soaked in hot water, was still red.

Gu Yan picked up his hand, placed two fingers on Fu Tingyu's pulse, and began to check his pulse.

Gu Yan actually liked Chinese medicine very much. He had studied many ancient medical books and the methods to treat illnesses recorded were all unheard of.

As for Western medicine, he only learned it in his spare time. He had the idea that it was always good to have more skills so he was also very proficient in western medicine too.

However, he mostly used the methods of traditional Chinese medicine to treat his patients.

Gu Yan frowned slightly, "The effect of the medicine this time is very good but there is still some remaining poison. You can only rely on time for it to slowly expel from your body. Your body is a little weak now and you need to rest more. I have a piece of wild ginseng here. Let the chefs in the Sheng Yuan stew some soup every day to nourish your body."

This wild ginseng was picked by Qin Shu on the mountain. It was very big and also very rare.

He planned to go to that mountain forest again after some time. There must be a lot of precious medicinal herbs in there.

Many precious medicinal herbs were no longer available on the market so if he could pick some and use them as medicine, he could sell them for a sky-high price.

His goal was not to make money. It was just his interest.

"Okay," Fu Tingyu replied. After detoxifying, he felt weak and sleepy.

"Take a rest first. We'll have lunch together later. You can go back when you feel better."

After saying that, Gu Yan stood up and walked out. When he walked out of the bedroom, he picked up his phone and quickly wrote a message to Qin Shu. After sending it out, he put away his phone and went downstairs to ask the servants to prepare lunch.

Qin Shu changed into a new set of clothes and walked out of the cloakroom. She went straight to the bed and picked up her phone to check the message.

Not long after she opened it, she saw a message from Gu Yan.

Gu Yan: I just checked his pulse. There's remaining poison in his body. He needs time to slowly expel it. However, there's something I haven't told him yet. His martial arts value is only at 5% now. He needs time to slowly recover it.

After reading the message, Qin Shu was stunned. His martial arts value had also become weaker?

Does this mean that Fu Tingyu was no different from an ordinary person now?

Having only 5% of his martial arts value was equivalent to being crippled for a martial artist at the peak of his ability.

No matter what he wanted to do in the future, he would need to bring a lot of bodyguards with him to protect him.

Fu Tingyu was such a proud person. How could he withstand the blow of becoming a weakling?

How long would it take to recover slowly with time?

Qin Shu held her phone tightly. After thinking for a while, she decided to type a message and send it over.

At this time, Gu Yan had just walked into the bedroom and called Fu Tingyu to get up for lunch.

His phone's notification sounded. He was not in a hurry to take it out and read it. Instead, he waited for Fu Tingyu to get dressed. They went downstairs together and went straight to the dining room.

On the dining table

There were a few mild-tasting dishes and a bowl of soup. It was a nutritious medicinal meal that Gu Yan had specially asked the kitchen to make for Fu Tingyu.

Gu Yan and Fu Tingyu sat down at the dining table.

Gu Yan looked at the dishes on the table and the bowl of soup in front of Fu Tingyu. "You have just detoxified the poison and your body is still recovering. The dishes I asked the chef to prepare are mild in taste. The soup in front of you is specially made for you too."

Fu Tingyu glanced at Gu Yan and then at the bowl of soup in front of him. He could smell the faint smell of herbs on the tip of his nose. He picked up a spoon and scooped up the soup to put it into his mouth. The temperature was just nice. The taste of the medicinal cuisine was generally a little bad.

While Fu Tingyu was drinking the soup, Gu Yan took out his phone from his pocket and opened it. He saw a message from Qin Shu.

[ Qin Shu: How long will it take for his martial strength to recover to its original level? I'm afraid he can't accept it since he is such a proud person. We won't be able to keep this a secret for long. He will soon realize that the strength of his martial art has become so weak that it's almost negligible. ]

After reading the message, Gu Yan glanced at Fu Tingyu, who was still drinking the soup, and pursed his lips.

He could tell that Qin Shu was also hesitating whether to say it or not.

Although he had never learned martial arts, he understood Fu Tingyu. The sudden weakening of his martial arts skills was a big blow to him.

He held his phone tightly, his brows furrowed. He seemed to be in a dilemma.

After a while, he put down the phone and looked up at Fu Tingyu, who was opposite him. When he opened his mouth, he was still a little hesitant.

Fu Tingyu noticed Gu Yan's gaze and looked up. His voice filled with confusion. "Do you have something to say?"

"Yes." Gu Yan nodded. "You just removed the poison and your body is slowly recovering. The strength of your martial arts... will also need time to slowly return to normal."

Fu Tingyu's gaze paused. He raised his head to look at Gu Yan and asked, "What do you mean?"

Gu Yan knew what he was thinking from Fu Tingyu's expression. He repeated, "Your current combat strength is only at five percent. You need to recover slowly."

Hearing that his combat strength was only at 5%, Fu Tingyu furrowed his brows. The hand holding the spoon suddenly tightened. He could not accept that he had become so weak.

He asked again with uncertainty, "So, you're saying that I'm no different from an ordinary person now?"

Gu Yan knew that he could not accept it but he still nodded. "Yes."

Fu Tingyu pursed his lips and looked down at the medicinal cuisine in front of him. He still did not believe that his combat strength was only 5% .

Gu Yan quickly comforted him, "Don't think too much. Your combat power will slowly recover over time. It won't disappear entirely."

Fu Tingyu suddenly raised his eyes. "How long will it take?" Gu Yan hesitated. "I'm not sure about the exact time. It shouldn't be too long."

Sheng Yuan.

After Qin Shu sent the message, she could not sit still. When she thought about how sad the man would look when he learned that his combat power had decreased, her heart ached.

After sitting for a while, she decided to go downstairs and walk around the courtyard while waiting for him to come back.

Today, the sun was just right and the breeze was gentle.